“Do it,” I nodded. “And be grateful he took it off for you first. Practically had my head in his armpit when he had me scent it.”

Even as crazed as he was, Ben laughed once. “Asshole.”

Kade leaned forward and snagged the black shirt. He didn’t even get it all the way to his nose before I saw the change. He went rigid, suddenly inhaling deeply. When he looked up his eyes were dark, pupils wide and the same blank, wild look Bennett had on his face. “Who?”

“I’ll get to that.”

Avery stole the shirt and started to purr. “Holy shit.”

“Okay, let me see.” Rylan stole the fabric and scented it. His eyebrows rose. “Damn. Whoever’s scent that is, it’s incredible.”

“She literally ran into me,” Ben said. “I was tattooing Carson’s wrist, and she crashed into me from behind.” All of us cringed. “Luckily, I was reaching for ink when it happened.”

“Thank fuck,” I laughed.

“When I turned around, she was extremely upset I wasn’t a cupcake.”

All the air sucked out of the room at once. Bennett’s scent was distinctly vanilla. Cupcake wasn’t a far stretch, and if she scented him from across the room at a party where they sprayed industrial strength scent neutralizers…

“Holy shit,” Rylan said.

“Now you’re getting it,” Ben said. “She was flustered and ran away. I finished Carson’s wrist and packed up my equipment. By the time I’d done that, she was on the dance floor, which is how her scent is all over my shirt.” He glanced at me. “It was… I don’t know how to describe it. I was practically drunk on her scent, and she started perfuming.”

My eyes widened. “Really?”

“Really. I think it freaked her out, because she left the party entirely.”

“Seems like a theme,” Kade said, eyes still on the shirt in Rylan’s hands. I knew the feeling. “Who is she?”

“Her name is Esme Williams.”

“The twin?” Rylan said with a grin.

Ben nodded in confirmation. “The twin.”

I blinked. “Help me out here.”

“Eva May Williams, the actress, is an Omega, and is bonded to that band Mindless Delirium,” Rylan tossed the t-shirt back to Kade. “She has a twin sister who’s also an Omega. The papers are pretty hard on her since she’s not bonded and hasn’t found a pack.”

I frowned. That wasn’t fair. Finding a pack was hard at the best of times for Omegas. Doing so in the public eye would be even harder.

“People know it too,” Ben added. “Carson said as much. She also seems to think everyone prefers her sister to her. When I approached her on the dance floor I had to tell her I was there for her and not for Eva.”